Re: HetaOnI (Hetalia + Ao Oni)

**Lithe the Forgotten** Thu Apr 26, 2012 10:05 pm

Sakura glanced over her shoulder and Arthur, "Arigatou~" She then threw throwing knives at the target.

**Italy Veneziano** Sat Apr 28, 2012 3:44 pm

‘We’re bond in here…’ He thought to himself as he went into the kitchen rummaging through the cabinets to get pasta ingredients. He figured everyone was hungry he was. He only dinner or breakfast whatever the time it was when America woke up from his comma. He sighed getting out six plates for them, raw noodles, a few vegetables, a large pot. The Italian set the pot under the faucet turning the water on letting the water filling it up half way.

Madeline Williams Wed May 02, 2012 9:41 pm

Madeline shifted uneasily in the unfamiliar room. She was in a state of half-consciousness. Squirming and trying to come back to reality, she couldn't help but be whisped into a dream of horrors and fantasy.

A meadow, of her and her siblings as colonies. The glowing sun and soft grass woven through their chubby fingers. Running and flying through the earth like a breaze in the wind. Laughs and smiles filled the vibrant atmosphere. The elated oblivious feeling where there was no thought of the word 'war' or even a remote idea of... death.

And even being taught that notion later on, the idea seemed too vague- too strange to be real to THEM. But... suddenly her dream twisted. The neon colors turned and flipped to a darker aura- an eerie sense. Madeline felt a flashing bolt in her gut and looked around her, though the smell would be the first to observe. Blood splattered the grayish walls of an inclosed room and showed her brothers and sister as... torn... carcasses...

"Ahhhh!!!!" Madeline screamed at the top of her lungs and sobbed once more. She sat upright and hugged her knees, seeing a hazy view of gray and crimson.

They were dead... but Amelia... where was she? Oh! Why had she fallen asleep? She had to know at least part of her family were still alive...

**Maria Beilschmidt** Wed May 02, 2012 9:55 pm

The albino glanced down at his blood-splattered shirt. It must have smelled bad, because of the lack of deodorant. Running for your life, you don't think about that though. Now that the knew he was safe, he had a moment to realize he was a real wreck. 'But the awesome me refuses to break... Because if I'm not the awesome one, no one else can be!' he thought to himself, a triumphant smirk on his pale features.

'Ja, I think I deserve a shower... I must smell pretty bad... Flesh wounds don't do well without being cleaned and-' "Madeline!?" he jumped and yelped in surprise by her sudden scream, stumbling over next to her to hold her tightly until she quieted down, still grasping her as he felt her should shaking from her sobbing. He sighed, rubbing the back of his neck.

"Oi, you're alright, Birdie... No need to cry, everyone is okay..." Well, he shouldn't have said everyone. Her brothers were dead. Hopefully, she wouldn't become delusional. "Birdie, you okay? Madeline?" he called out to her in a soft, but raspy and tired voice, giving her right shoulder a gentle pat.

**Lithe the Forgotten** Fri May 04, 2012 8:11 pm

Sakura was throwing knives usually until she heard a help and missed, barely hitting Russia across his arm, only to be yelled at by the angry Russian, "Da?! What the hell was that for?!" Sakura twitched her eye and calmly spoke back.

"Nevermind you, Russian." she walked over to the prussian and Canadian. She cooed the poor child and patted her back, "There, there, Madeline-chan." Madeline was timid, yes. But not weak. She didn't know her abilities but she knew enough. Prussia had his sword, Russia had his pipe, Salura had her pole arm and growing knives. Everyone had their own thing. But what about Madeline? And where was Canada's bear come to think of it?

Madeline Williams Fri May 04, 2012 8:42 pm

Madeline was shaking. She tried to wipe the images away and sat still abruptly, holding on to her knees and looking up with confused violet blue eyes. She saw through her tears two people looking down at her. Sakura stared with soothing eyes... and next to her was Prussia, who was kneeling next to her and saying comforting words.

"Sakura? Pr-Prussia?" She blushed from the close proximaty and her previous behavior. She looked down. "Pl-please excuse m-me for th-that.." She looked back up at the two and tears welled once more. She suddenly jolted up and embraced the two tightly. "I-I'm s-s-so glad y-you're both ok."

She slightly smiled and smelled the scent of grime and a coppery taste of blood. Yet she could always distinctly find a small scent of beer and wurst on the Prussian. Something she identified too well for her own good. She inhaled it in and sighed with relief. It comforted her.

She let go of the two and smiled through wet tears and red cheeks. She looked around the room and sighed. She sat up straighter and exhaled deeply.

"Okay. I'm g-good now. Now p-please, I would l-like to know w-what exactly is g-going on.. please..."

**Maria Beilschmidt** Fri May 04, 2012 9:09 pm

The albino sighed and embraced her closely, slowing growing a small, faint smirk at the scent of maple syrup in her hair. It's like she used it as shampoo. It's the first sweet thing he's sniffed since he stepped into the house. All it was before was death, which is revolting. "Oi, stop stuttering. It's hard to hear your cute voice. Kesesesese~!" he snickered lightly, patting the back of her head gently. Her hair was soft.

"...A-Alright, now to tell you what's happened exactly..." he stated as he pulled back from the hug, to his own displeasure, but they couldn't stay like that forever. "Well, it all started with the 'First Time Loop'. See, according to Italy, this has been our 81st time in here. He's been through a bunch of time loops with the help of the Thing. Made a pact with it, and bet to the Thing it couldn't catch him first..."

Gilbert gulped, his face turning more pale as his memories flashed befoee his crimson eyes. "Ita is trying to fix his mistakes he made before so we could all get out alive... But Japan, Canada, and America lost their lives to that ugly bastard... It's after us..." He stared into space, the expression of a madman without his usual cocky grin. Like he's seen his entire family lose their lives right before him.

"I could have done something..." he mumbled under his breath, so quietly it was bearly audible.

**Sylvanas Windrunner** Fri May 04, 2012 9:14 pm

Russia had heard Prussia and patted his back. "We all could've." he seemed to remember he horrific scenes of them all. He didn't want to see America, so all he remembered was the last moments of his life. It formed a rock in his throat. He hated the house. The thing. Every bit of this damned hell. Then again, who didn't.

Sakura hugged Madeline back. She seemed like a sister to her. They were alike in ways. They needed to depend on someone to strive. Sakura had her brother. Had. She thought of Japan's body falling and tears welled up. She sniffed and tried to make herself not cry. Anything but more tears.

**Maria Beilschmidt** Fri May 04, 2012 9:25 pm

He cleared his throat and nodded at the Russian, before continuing with his explanation. "Ja, and we always have to come here because Alfred convinced us too. Ita couldn't go back before the scene where Amerika even heard the rumors. So we always... Always come back here to die... Poor Ita remembers all of these time loops, but we don't... We got it lucky..." Prussia looked down, grief beginning to blur his vision. "Poor kid."

Another long pause before the albino looked up again with his typical, proud expression. "I don't think I left out anything, right? Kesesese, in that case, I need a shower while dinner is getting ready." He didn't bother waiting for questions as he stood up and walked to the bathroom as he was already removing his shirt, pulling it off before closing it behind him.

He ceased to realize the horrible flesh wounds and raw meat that covered his back, though others may have not.

**Italy Veneziano** Sat May 05, 2012 1:34 pm

(( I’m so sorry I wasn’t here at all yesterday! xDD; Wink

)

The Italian shook his head at Prussia signaling he hasn’t missed a thing but then he remembers something. “When a time loop ends..And, I’m the only one left..I go to a certain room to paint a flower and a number..” He’s mind flash back on how we crying so loudly sometimes almost gagging at his feet from using his fallen friend’s blood to paint a one, two, three, four, list goes on. He looked at his journal covered in blood spots the cover with a small cross in yellow at the top. The book looked worn out; the pages rigged a few minor tears here and there. “I also use this journal to record..so I won’t forget..” He made a small soft giggle escape his lips. It sounded childish and stupid to him. O I won’t forget..’ Yeah right. He knows what had happened to them in the previous time loops with the horrific images of his friends dying him pleading for them to stay, the blood, the screams all went at once in his mind. He looked down at his hands. He closed his eyes to shut back tears and stood up to and went back to the kitchen to where the pasta was cooking for their meal tonight.

**Sylvanas Windrunner** Sat May 05, 2012 1:48 pm

Sakura grunted. We got lucky, eh? "We didn't get lucky, because we're the ones who come in here and die..." she muttered to herself. "....Where's the bear?" she said, just thinking of it. Canada's bear. What was it's name? It always slipped her mind. Just like Canada did to people.... "Just like Canada...." She said, barely audiable. She didn't want any made souls on her. She didn't want anyone mad at all to begin with.

Noel Vermillion Sat May 05, 2012 2:11 pm

Gilbert began to unbutton his pants after turning on the shower, waiting for the warmer water to run. He reached his hand out and decided to have a colder shower, so he turned the knob again before stepping into it. He smiled with relief, running his hands through his his along with the cold water that dripped across his dry and ashy skin, especially his much scarred and wounded back.

"Ahh, that's nice..." he chuckled to himself as he scratched his scalp, with soap and rubbed it along his body, avoiding his open wounds to prevent stinging and rinsing it off again. Though he was finished cleaning himself up, he just stood there, leaning against the wall and letting the water continue to hit him. A moment of quietness for himself and a chance to think about everything and everyone.

Japan. He wished he would have just pulled him with him as he was escaping than leaving him behind. Leaving him to die. Was his death in vain? Well, not yet... Still, it should have been Prussia dying instead of Japan. Kiku's death was horribly violent, and you can tell just by the sight of the piano room. Geez, what will they do when they have to go back there?

Canada. Also killed himself for Italy and Gilbert. Tupid moving Piece of Shit swallowed him up. He found it strange that his bear Kumajiro wasn't with him. Did he wander off? It that were true, it's probably with his owner now too...

America. And poor Russia... Died just after their kiss. At least he died happy. Everyone is relieved by that fact. It seemed he forgot about all his pain since that smile was stuck on his face, despite the river of blood.

Madeline. Why was he thinking of Madeline? Maybe he felt sorry for her... Then why not Amelia? Maybe because she didn't smell like delicious Maple Syrup. It was sweet, like her. And why was he thinking of a girl when he's naked?! "DUMKOPF!" he yelled and slapped himself to shoo away the thoughts and turning off the water.

**Italy Veneziano** Sat May 05, 2012 2:39 pm

The Italian was stirring up the pasta in the pot looking at the clock to keep of time so the pasta won’t burn. He sat the cooking spoon down and headed up to the bathroom to wash his hands before serving the pasta He could of use the sink but, it didn’t came across his mind. He walked up the stairs, opening the door shutting it behind him then seeing the Prussian butt-naked. In the shower. He felt his cheeks rising up. “Sc-scusa Prussia!!” He shouted trying to opening door.

**Sylvanas Windrunner** Sat May 05, 2012 2:45 pm

Sakura had smelled the pasta and looked in the kitcehn, but Italy wasn't there. She tugged Russia sleeve, "WHere'd Ita go?" Russia shurgged and Sakura stood up and heard his voice from the bathroom. Prussia was gone to. Prussia being in a bathroom with anyone didn't result good. She speed-walked up the stairs to the bathroom and swung the door open, "Ita-! OH MY GOD." she covered her eyes and flailed her hand for the door knob. Not having sucess,her face was red and she forced her eyes open at the door and swung it open, running down the steps and jumped the last one, falling on her knees. She crawled to a corner and hugged her knees, rocking back and forth. The Russian looked at Sakura and walked over to pat her back.

Noel Vermillion Sat May 05, 2012 2:51 pm

"Why are we always in situations that involve our dicks, verdammit!?" The albino yelled with his face dark and reached for a towel, then noticed Sakura. "J-J-JAPAN!?" he screeched, stumbling over and taking his towel, wrapping it around his waste. It was even more embarrassing that a woman saw his five meters.

"Mein Gott! I know it's big but STOP WALKING IN!!" he yelled again, his face a very dark shade of red, which was noticeable on his usually pale skin. He got another towel and wrapped it around his neck, taking his clothes and grumbling, then shoving them to Italy. "There's a price for that show. Clean my clothes." and with that, he shuffled out, making sure he had a good grasp of the large towel around his waste.

**Italy Veneziano** Sat May 05, 2012 4:08 pm

Feliciano covered his eyes to save what innocence he had but it was too late. He felt the door swung open then hearing a screech from a familiar Japanese girl. “S-sakura!!” He turned around but she already fled downstairs. Poor girl. The Prussians clothes fall onto the Italians head reeking blood and death from them. He just nodded his head and muffles a “Si!” at him taking them down stairs so he could finish making their dinner.

Noel Vermillion Sat May 05, 2012 4:13 pm

The albino sighed as he stepped out of the bathroom, drying his hair with the other small towel and looking up at the other nations. No doubt they were questioning what just happened. "Don't ask." was all he muttered, pulling up the towel on his waist again and walking towards a cot to take a seat.

**Sylvanas Windrunner** Sat May 05, 2012 4:15 pm

Samura was still cowering in the corner at the Russian patted her back and sat beside her. Her eye twitched and she rocked back and forth, ocassionally shuddering. It could've been worse. It could've not happened. That's all she would say to herself. After a while she calmed down and went into the kitchen and looked around, shuffling through drawers

**Italy Veneziano** Sat May 05, 2012 4:42 pm

As he waited for the pasta to be finish he saw Sakura shuffling through the drawers. “The pasta should be done any moment now, ve~!” His voice rang out happily as he looked back at the pasta that still hasn’t boil yet. What was making the pasta take so long to cook? He probably put too much water in the pot. After a minuet the water started to boil leaving the room with a good smelling aroma catching the sniffs of their noses. He smiled as he turns off the stove, grabbing the handles with both of his hands and setting them on the counter. Opening the cabinets grabbing plates for everybody then silverware. Grabbing the ladle and dumping the pasta onto each plate then grabbing two each time and setting them on the table. “Dinner is ready~!”

Noel Vermillion Sat May 05, 2012 4:52 pm

Prussia set down the towel that was resting over his neck then stood up, catching his towel before it slipped down and blushed again. "Shizer, that was close..." he mumbled as he walked towards the table and took a seat.

He could have cared less whether anybody was staring at him because he was shirtless, and some cloth was covering his five meters. Hell, he knew he had a nice built. "Kesesese~" he snickered to himself at the thought of the three girls in the room staring at his bare chest. Oh yeah.

Facepalm. Now was not the time to think about those things... "It looks and smells gut, Ita..." Gilbert complimented with a smirk, rubbing the back of his neck. He set his elbows on the table and rested his forehead against his hands as he whispered low voice, a German prayer. He wondered if it was worth the effort or not, though.

Amelia F. Jones Sat May 05, 2012 9:11 pm

As Amelia sat in the chair, Her blue eyes were distant. She was lost in her thoughts, sorting them out for what seemed like an eternity. She was suddenly snapped out of it by the sound of her sister's voice. Snapping her head towards Madeline, she immediately got up and ran towards her, embracing her in a tight hug.

"Sis... I'm so glad you're alright." She loosened her hug and looked her sister in the face.

"Don't worry. I'll protect you. We'll get out of here together, ok?" She said with a smile.

She then gasped, hearing screaming from upstairs.

"What the heck's going on up there?!" She exclaimed, running up the stairs and seeing Prussia in the towel just in time to hear him say "Don't ask."

"Alright, I won't...." She muttered.

Going back down the stairs, Amelia leaned against a wall next to Madeline and stood there thinking again until she heard Italy's call.

"Oh, awesome! I'm starved! C'mon Maddie, let's go get dinner!" Amelia said cheerfully, grabbing Madeline's hand and leading her to the table. She sat down and said grace.

Madeline Williams Sat May 05, 2012 11:45 pm

Madeline embraced her sister warmly and smiled. After Amelia said her heroic words of comfort, she suddenly heard a yell and went upstairs. Madeline was confused and frightened. She stood up cautiously and prayed to god that no one had gotten hurt.. or worse. Her heart quickened and she made her way to the doorway only to see Italy come back down with a blushing face and exasperated expression. She tilted her head and glanced at the Italian man. What had gone on up there?

She peered up once more to only hear Prussia say "Don't ask." She grew relieved and sat against the wall, watching as her sister came back down to sit next to her. She glanced at Amelia with confusion and asked quietly. "Wh-what happ-" However, Amelia hadn't heard and ushered her to the table for dinner with a cheery voice. Madeline smiled warmly and was grateful for her sister's enthusiasm in a place such as dreary as thi-...

Wh-what w-was.. wh-why was Pr-prussia....? Madeline's face grew cherry red as she saw the Prussian man h-half n-n-nude sit at the table across from her. Her face and ears grew hot and she looked down abruptly to say her prayer. He was right.. she didn't want to ask...

Noel Vermillion Sat May 05, 2012 11:55 pm

Gilbert finished his prayer already just as others were taking their seat. He scooped up his fork and twisted it with the pasta, but looked up and stopped to see a blushing and flustered Madeline, which made him redden with embarrassment. He cleared his throat awkwardly, looking back down as he continued, grateful at the fact she had no idea what happened about five minutes before. The albino scooped up with his fork and placed it in his mouth, making small, delighted noises as he chewed, scooping another and taking another bite. He didn't even bother with his manners, as if he ever did. But hell, he was hungry.

**Italy Veneziano** Sun May 06, 2012 1:03 pm

Italy smile seeing everyone enjoying his pasta that he made. His plate was almost half empty as he slurped up a noodle into his mouth tasting the flavor of it as it hit his taste buds then feeling what was left of the noodle sliding down his throat and into his stomach. He felt a smile on his face as he continues to eat with the others. He felt peaceful here but out there in the hallways and the other rooms he felt scared and alone.

**Sylvanas Windrunner** Tue May 08, 2012 12:14 am

Russia had taken out a bottle of vodka and sat at the table and poked at his food, but ate it. Horribly disgusted that Prussia had arrived to dinner naked. Atleast he had a towel. Didn't need to walk around without the now would we? Steve could crotch shot him but he couldn't crotch shot Steve. He sighed and ate some of the pasta.

Sakura had sat down as well and ate the pasta. Speaking with a full mouth she asked, "Hey, where's Canada's bear?" some of the sause flung onto Russia face as he just sat there, we twitching and wiped his face with his sleeve. "I mean..." - she took a bite of the pasta - "the bear wasn't there. Hey Italy, is there any blank pages in that journal?"

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